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Zhang Xiaoliu shook his head and sighed.
"At this moment, I guess he should have arrived in Kyoto."
"..."
Ye Anran was speechless.
He felt a little disappointed because he couldn't kill Honjo Shige himself.
But that's okay.
Let’s write down this account first. Those who have done harm to China and fled back to their homeland will not survive!
The council chamber soon fell silent.
A man wearing a Chinese tunic suit, tall and burly, with sharp eyes, as if he could see everything, walked into the parliament hall.
He paused at the door for a few seconds.
In one corner, he saw his table cards.
Suddenly.
His eyes flashed with a sinister coldness, and then he walked towards Zhang Xiaoliu.
Ye Anran leaned back on the chair.
He noticed the person coming.
Boss Dai.
Director of the Fuxing Society, Mr. Jiang’s sword! !
He killed countless people in his life.
The military command he belonged to had more than 50,000 people at its peak, and those people infiltrated the army, hospitals, and various public offices.
Before, I had only seen photos.
On TV, through special actors, you can witness Boss Dai’s methods.
He never thought that he would be able to see a real person today.
Boss Dai and Zhang Xiaoliu greeted each other cordially.
He then looked at Ye Anran, "Mr. Ye, I've known you for a long time. My surname is Dai and my courtesy name is Fisherman."
Ye Anran stood up and shook hands with him.
"Hello, Boss Dai."
"Please take good care of me in the future."
The smile on Boss Dai's face suddenly deepened, "I will definitely do it."
Wait until he leaves.
Ye Anran looked at Boss Dai's back.
Suddenly he realized the current shortcomings of Crane City.
Zhang Xiaoliu was far away in Shanghai, so he knew that Ben Zhuangshi had resigned as the commander-in-chief of the Kwantung Army and left the Northeast.
Ye Anran received no news at all.
Since Hecheng and Jinling broke up.
Jinling's information will no longer be shared with Hecheng.
The current situation has just been created.
At present, it is very necessary to establish an intelligence organization belonging to Crane City.
Wait until everyone has arrived.
Nine scientists who returned from studying abroad entered the parliament hall.
The entire parliament hall suddenly burst into fierce applause.
Ye Anran noticed that these scientists would all be famous in China for their meritorious service in the future.
It can be said that he is the founder of China's future military, medicine and other fields.
Among them is Wu Xun, one of the pioneers and founders of modern physics research in China!
There is Ye Qi, a great master of physics!
Wang Jinsheng, one of the founders and pioneers of nuclear science.
There is Huang Peng, one of the founders of solid state and semiconductor physics in China...
Oh my God!
There are also two seniors named Qian! !
Ye Anran was stunned.
No wonder the national army sent a large number of troops to surround the Huizhong Hotel regardless of the treaties of the French Concession and the Public Concession.
Right here in this conference room.
Sitting on half of China's future! ! !
Whoever dares to attack Huizhong Hotel at this time is going to ruin the Chinese people's life and prevent them from eating!
Ye Anran quietly listened to the scientists' discussion.
speech.
He is increasingly able to understand the principle of rejuvenating the country through science and technology.
present.
Ye Anran understood the NPC's good intentions.
You must first become stronger, lay a solid foundation, and constantly work hard to catch up.
To transcend.
The so-called seven points of hard work, two points of luck, and one point of God's will.
Luck and God's will, in Ye Anran's opinion, he already has it.
The NPC gave him something powerful enough.
All the seniors need is to take advantage of the two points of luck and one part of providence provided by him!
Coupled with the hard work of the predecessors and laying a solid foundation, no one will dare to bully the Chinese people in the near future! !
when they speak.
Ye Anran took a break.
He touched Zhang Xiaoliu with his arm.
Zhang Xiaoliu: "What's wrong?"
"Do you have money? Borrow some."
"How much to borrow?"
Zhang Xiaoliu reached into his pocket.
Damn it!
Ye Anran then put his hand in his pocket.
Who are you mocking? ?
After all, he is also the vice chairman of the Black Province! !
If you ask Zhang Xiaoliu to borrow money, can you ask him to take a few dollars from his pocket and give it to him? ? ?
Just now I cried and said that I wanted to thank him on behalf of the people of Northeast China...
The meeting had only been going on for a short time, and Zhang Xiaoliu had already forgotten? ? ?
Ye Anran had a bitter look on her face.
"If you only give me a few dollars, then just pretend that I never mentioned this..."
"OK?"
Zhang Xiaoliu nodded, "Okay."
"You have to let me take my hands out?"
He put his hand in his pocket and wanted to take it out, but Ye Anran's hand was pressing it...he couldn't take it out.
Ye Anran: "Just tell me, do you want to borrow it or not?"
"borrow!"
Zhang Xiaoliu felt awkwardly with his other hand and touched another pocket. He also said, "Let me see how much is left in this pocket..."
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Frog fun! !
If it weren't for the backbone of China speaking on the stage.
Ye Anran had already turned over the table.
Co-author, he, Marshal Zhang Xiaoliu, is so used to it that he has forgotten whether to hit someone in the face or not, right? ? ?
He needs at least 500,000 yuan to fight, right?
What does Zhang Xiaoliu mean by taking out his pocket?
Can he conjure money out of his pocket?
Ye Anran let go of his hand.
"I won't borrow it anymore."
Anyway, he is not particularly short of money.
I just feel that after finally coming here, even if I don’t miss anything, I always feel empty when I go back!
Zhang Xiaoliu didn't have the airs of a commander.
With his left hand he took out a pen from his right breast pocket.
His right hand took out a piece of paper from his pocket.
He took off the cap of his pen and looked at Ye Anran seriously, "What, you don't want to borrow it again?"
Ye Anran leaned back on the chair.
"I'm not borrowing money to go buy breakfast."
"I borrowed the money to go back and fight the Japanese!"
"..."
Zhang Xiaoliu nodded, "Yes, I know you use it to fight the Japanese."
"Then you have to tell me the number?"
Ye Anran pointed to Zhang Xiaoliu's pocket, "How much money can you take out of your pocket?"
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Zhang Xiaoliu lowered his eyebrows and glanced at the paper in his hand.
Then he signed it.
He pushed the piece of paper in front of Ye Anran, "Ten million US dollars, HSBC cashier's check."
"Use it first. If it's not enough, I'll think of something else!"
"After some time, the army will make big moves, and there will be more places to spend money."
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Ye Anran was stunned.
He looked down at the paper...
Good guy.
It was really a cashier's check from HSBC, with a series of zeros written on it.
At the bottom, Zhang Xiaoliu’s name is written...
Bull!
Is this a wealthy person? ? ?
I always carry an HSBC cashier's check with me, the kind where I just fill in the numbers...
He is really not afraid of death! !
Ye Anran carefully put away the HSBC cashier's check.
"This ten million is just a loan but not a repayment."
"Consider it the young marshal's hard-earned donation to defend the Northeast."
Zhang Xiaoliu put on his pen cap.
"I didn't even think you could afford it..."
hiss……
Why do you look down on people?
Ye Anran nodded and admitted, "Yes, yes, I have never seen a U.S. dollar in my life."
"Otherwise, I would have to follow the young commander!"
He tilted his head and looked at Gao Zhihang, then looked at Ma Jinhai.
"You don't know."
"I followed Ma Jinshan and I was hungry for nine meals in three days."
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